In 1962 I boarded a train in Dayton, Ohio bound for Los Angeles. It went through Chicago to St. Louis where a dining car and club car were added and on to Kansas City. I had a seat at the top of the stairs leading into the club car and that's where I spent most of my time, in the club car. Kansas, with all of their dry counties, was a PITA. Other than that it was a great trip.